This week was full of so much thanks and so much giving. Shout out to the Lyons for feeding us Thanksgiving dinner. If you want to meet 20 some odd people that will change your life, meet the Lyons. And get this, they have a daughter named Jen and a granddaughter named Jocelyn. Don’t worry, I’m including a Jen, Jen Joslin, Jocelyn picture.
So does anyone remember how last Thanksgiving Sister Cope and I just had the worst night? Okay, I just looked back at that blog entry and this is all I said:
“On thanksgiving night Sister Cope and I were in bed, maybe having a little pillow talk, and we were maybe a little agitated about one thing or another. We just couldn’t sleep at all. So midnight rolls around, and we weigh our options, and we decide that between trying to sleep or getting out of bed to eat pie and mashed potatoes, trying to sleep is the inferior option. So we just sat in the dark and ate our feelings, and fell soundly to sleep right after.”